Cuarenta y Uno
Gonzalo Ávila
Forty-One
Forty minutes arriving at your door
I send you a message and you're already alert
You consume my nerves, my soul challenges me
I don't know if I should think that you are my goal
What's happening?
Something inside and without thinking
You're already replying
To your messages without looking
What's happening?
Just by breathing
You're already killing me
You're suffocating me
And I can't take it anymore
Thinking about having you again
Crafting a letter, creating a game
Bringing ideas, planning a flight
Leaving memories scattered on the floor
What's happening? (What's happening?)
Something inside and without thinking
You're already replying (you're replying)
To your messages without looking
What's happening?
Just by breathing
You're already killing me
You're suffocating me
And I can't take it anymore
Forty minutes arriving at your door
I send you a message and you're already alert
You consume my nerves, my soul challenges me
I don't know if I should think that you are my goal
What's happening? (What's happening?)
Something inside and without thinking
You're already replying (you're replying)
To your messages without looking
What's happening?
Just by breathing
You're already killing me
You're suffocating me
And I can't take it anymore
(You're killing me)
(And I can't take it anymore)
